We’re getting our fall showers – I love how much of a difference a little moisture makes on the color scheme of a landscape. Everything is darker and more saturated. And the grass in this field just sprung up spring green. I came home with two complimentary inches of mud on each shoe, packed tight with straw and grass.
Every time it rains I want to be able to go out and paint. I guess I could try it – grab a big umbrella and try and find a dry spot. Its not like the water would streak the paint. It just seems like such a rare sight in Texas, I ought to be recording it.